Chris Brown – Hold Up ft Big Boi

Talented American singer, Chris Brown linked up with Big Boi to generate this melodious record which is titled “Hold Up”.

This amazing and melodious record comes out from the expanded edition of his top charting album project dubbed “Exclusive” which he officially released on 6 November 2007.

Use this amazing piece of tune and cool your heartbeat anytime you feel rough and sad.

Listen up below!.

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LYRICS

Hold on, this sounds like elevator music, ha ha

Chris Brown, Big Boi, yeah

Hook, line and sinker, I knew she was mine the day I seen her (Hey)

Got a big mouth bass on the line, it’s time for me to retrieve her (Hey, yeah)

And go get her like a wide receiver, but we don’t play no ball

See when it comes to you, baby girl, B.B. don’t play at all (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

On the real we need to nip this in the bud (The bud)

‘Cause we kept it real with everyone (Everyone)

So tell me why they hating (Everybody’s hating)

It feels like they’re just waiting for us to grow apart

Yeah, this is hard for me to do (Ooh, ooh)

But baby, if I’m your man, I guess I gotta be a man

These men just gotta understand

Little girl with curves and hips, luscious lips

Girl, I can’t front now, I’m nervous

And I’m like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimping in it

And I’m like hold up, can I talk to her?

Hold up, can I take her out?

Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you

Nowadays is so crazy out here, you’d wanna cut and leave

If your daughter struts with me, lucky me

And she’d be lucky too, no entourage, no crew

Just me riding with my boo

I got her, but don’t think I’m replacing you

‘Cause I know you know what I do and I’m a major minor

It’ll take days and days and decades to find

Another dude that’s gon’ walk in my shoes

And go keep it one with you as long if you do the usual

And I’m talking ’bout hold up (Hold up), wait, wait a minute (Yeah)

I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimping in it

And I’m like hold up, can I talk to her? (Girl)

Hold up, can I take her out? (Hey, yeah)

Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you (Ha)

Baby, please, hang up the phone ’cause I’m talking to your father

Mr Jones, Mr Jones, I’ve been talking to your daughter

And she like me, she told me she like me

And I really like her, she gon’ be my wifey (If you take this off hold)

Baby, please, hang up the phone ’cause I’m talking to your father

Mr Jones, Mr Jones, I’ve been talking to your daughter

And she like me, she told me she like me

And I really like her, she gon’ be my wifey (If you take this off hold)

And I’m like hold up (Hold up), wait, wait a minute

I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimping in it (Yeah)

And I’m like hold up (Hold up)

Hold up, hold up (You)

That’s why I gotta tell you now

Now is the time for me to come clean

Now is the time for us to turn that yellow light to green light and proceed

Us together, be more better like lemon pepper on your wings

And you’ll never find another fellow that’s better than your king

Know what I mean, know what I’m sayin’

Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout, girl, who playin’?

But we can’t have no picket fence ’cause we got acres and acres of land

The haters are takin’ it mad that we can handle these fakers with class

Mannerisms on that C.O. five and a half on they [?] (Ha ha)

Girl, bye, give it a try, give your boy a chance

Ever since you landed in my space it, seems like I was yours again

My top friend, drop them, we don’t need no audience poppin’

For approval or applause, not them

And I’m like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimping in it

And I’m like hold up, can I talk to her?

Hold up, can I take her out?

Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you

And I’m like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I’m genuine with it, I ain’t tryna put no pimping in it

And I’m like hold up, can I talk to her?

Hold up, can I take her out?

Hold up, uh, that’s why I gotta tell you

Baby, please

And she like me and I really like her

Baby, please

She gon’ be my wifey

Baby, please